Dealer

Ultima Death

Songtext

Sit down, I wanna talk about why I feel like I might fucking die this time
Deconstruction of the body and mind, the slip into eternal to dissociate from this vessel
Predetermined soul burn, anxiety playing guillotine
Predetermined soul burn refuse to remain the fault in her figure

Consider me returned
Consider me returned

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Sit down, I wanna talk about why I feel as if I should fucking die this time
Sit down, I wanna talk about why I really hope I die this time
A promise breaker of the 3rd degree
Blaming it all on lack of sanity

Spineless again with the weight of mistake
Square one with a body disposable, not late
Spineless again with the weight of mistake
Square one with a body disposable, not late

A promise breaker of the 3rd degree
Blaming it all on lack of sanity

Rid of me
Rid of me
Rid of me
Rid of me

Your eyes sparkle like the sea, your waves crashing over me
I don't really want to see how much stronger it may be
Your eyes sparkle like the sea, your waves crashing over me
Your soul glimmers in the breeze, cold and rushing through the trees